paroles de chanson First Bright Horses - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

The bright horses have broken field from the field
They are horses of love, their manes full of fire
They are parting the cities, those bright burning horses
And everyone is hiding, no one makes a sound in a while
For all the wide windows of wonder are jammed
The bright horses of love are galloping down

And all you've gotta do
And all you've gotta do
Is at your command
And all you've gotta do
And all you've gotta do
Is at your command